The Special Assistant got out of the car to deal with the rear-end collision.
Mu Wantang couldn’t be bothered to respond to Bo Shiyue’s untimely flirtation.
She pressed her little face against the car window, curiously peering out to see what was happening outside.
But as soon as she turned her head, she saw a very familiar face.
She quickly pulled back, sitting obediently in Bo Shiyue’s arms without moving a muscle.
Just moments ago, the young girl had been excitedly trying to watch the commotion, but now she had suddenly gone quiet. Something unusual was definitely afoot!
Without asking, Bo Shiyue glanced up and looked through the rearview mirror of the passenger seat.
The person negotiating with the Special Assistant was a man, probably in his early twenties.
He had delicate features and was dressed in casual clothes.
He looked like the kind of sunny, boy-next-door type that girls would have crushes on during their school days.
Could it be…?
Feeling a pang of jealousy, Bo Shiyue pinched Mu Wantang’s cheek. Her originally slightly chubby face puffed up under his grip.
Her moistened lips puckered up adorably.
Bo Shiyue couldn’t resist kissing her.
He lingered on her lips, nibbling gently, “Tell me, do you know him?”
She did.
Her childhood friend, the boy next door she was once betrothed to—Lu Yanchen.
Later, he became her brother-in-law.
These were things Mu Wantang didn’t dare tell him. If this man got jealous and angry, he was truly capable of hitting someone.
Mu Wantang thought she could avoid the situation, but then someone knocked on the car window twice.
As Bo Shiyue rolled down the window, Lu Yanchen stood by the car and smiled apologetically. “I’m sorry for the trouble, but I have something urgent to attend to. Would it be possible—”
Mid-sentence, his gaze shifted past Bo Shiyue and landed on the girl in his arms.
Mu Wantang had her back to him, thinking he wouldn’t recognize her, but that voice reached her anyway.
“Wantang? Is that you, Wantang?”
He was calling her so intimately?
Mu Wantang frowned in displeasure, tugging lightly at Bo Shiyue’s sleeve to signal him not to engage with the stranger.
Bo Shiyue rested his hand on her abdomen, looked up, and said with a faint, ambiguous smile,
“This is my wife!”
He neither confirmed nor denied anything.
Lu Yanchen was taken aback for a moment, then smiled awkwardly. “I must have mistaken her for someone else!”
The Special Assistant had just called the police. Turning around and seeing Lu Yanchen bothering Mr. Bo, he stormed over in a fury, grabbing him by the collar.
“I warned you not to disturb the sir!”
Especially since Miss Mu was in the car.
Lu Yanchen hadn’t expected a driver to be so aggressive. Caught off guard, he nearly got punched.
It was only after Bo Shiyue cleared his throat lightly that the Special Assistant backed off.
After the traffic police took photos and collected evidence, they instructed both cars to move away from the main road to avoid causing a traffic jam.
Lu Yanchen was clearly in a hurry. Sitting in the car, Mu Wantang overheard him say that his wife was in her third trimester and experiencing abdominal pain, so he needed to get to the hospital quickly.
The car was towed away, and the traffic police, seeing the situation, suggested he take his wife to the hospital first.
After all, the third trimester could be quite risky.
As their car drove past, Mu Wantang caught a glimpse through the window of the woman in the back seat, nestled in Lu Yanchen’s arms and clearly in pain. For some reason, she felt a faint sense of satisfaction.
The fruit of her father and his first love’s relationship.
How laughable it was—her “sister” was actually two years older than her, born the day after her father and mother’s wedding.
Her mother stole her father, and she stole Lu Yanchen.
For a moment, Mu Wantang even thought of making her die with her unborn child.
Shaking her head quickly to dismiss the thought, Mu Wantang felt she was too terrible. After spending so much time with the big bad guy, her thoughts had become messy.
Noticing the girl in his arms seemed somewhat dejected, Bo Shiyue reached out and brushed the tip of her nose. “After we finish hot pot, let’s go to Magic City, okay?”
The moment she heard about food, Mu Wantang instantly cast aside all her unhappiness.
She happily responded, “Okay~”
The Special Assistant called to have a car sent to pick up the two of them. This car would be towed away, and the Special Assistant also needed to hurry over to handle some matters.
Bo Shiyue took her to a century-old hot pot restaurant in the west of the city.
Since it was rare for them to go out, Bo Shiyue wanted to indulge her this once, lest the little girl end up stifled at home again, talking to flowers and plants.
Mu Wantang had a huge appetite. Steward Jing at the Manor had more than once smiled and praised her, saying that being able to eat was a blessing.
They ordered many dishes, along with meat.
Bo Shiyue took off his jacket, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and sat across from her, responsible for cooking the food for her.
The man’s features were exquisite, and the contours of his eyebrows and eyes were so handsome that one couldn’t bear to look away. Under the light, he appeared even more gentle and refined as jade. Even while performing such a mundane action, he was still so handsome it made one’s legs weak.
The dress Mu Wantang wore had a small bunny doll attached to the front. Her slightly chubby face was very delicate.
Even though she was already 20 years old, she still looked like a minor.
Before long, a girl timidly approached and asked, “Hello, can I add your WeChat?”
Bo Shiyue didn’t respond, continuing to focus on serving Mu Wantang.
The girl was snubbed but still somewhat unwilling to give up. She turned to Mu Wantang and asked, “Little sister, does your brother have a girlfriend?”
Mu Wantang, who had been busy eating, was taken aback for a moment.
The man sitting across from her was also waiting for her answer.
Seeing that Bo Shiyue had already picked up a large piece of meat from the pot, she feared that saying the wrong thing would mean she wouldn’t get to eat it. Blinking her eyes playfully, she said,
“Big sister, my brother is already married~”
“Ah!”
The girl was stunned for a good while, then turned to look at Bo Shiyue again.
As if she hadn’t expected this outcome at all, she smiled awkwardly.
“Sorry… my apologies~”
Immediately covering her face, she made a quick escape!
Bo Shiyue was very satisfied with the little girl’s answer, though it would have been even better if she had voluntarily admitted that she was the hidden Songbird.
Mu Wantang looked up and stared at the piece of meat he had picked up. After watching for a while and seeing that he still hadn’t given it to her,
She glared at him displeased.
Bo Shiyue picked up a piece of lettuce, dipped the meat slice in her favorite sauce, and wrapped them together.
Mu Wantang leaned forward slightly, opening her mouth wide with an “Ah.”
It was directly stuffed into her mouth. The little girl ate with immense satisfaction, as if as long as she was full, all her worries would disappear.
Bo Shiyue particularly enjoyed this process of feeding her. It was as if the little girl before him had always been by his side, like a blank sheet of paper, being raised bit by bit under his care.
Whatever color he painted on that blank sheet, she would take on that hue.
But neither of them had expected to run into Lu Yanchen again here.
Along with Mu Qing standing by his side.
“It really is you, Tangtang. When you ran away from home before, why didn’t you leave any news? You made us search for you so hard.”
“Mom and Dad have missed you so much!”
Mu Qing naturally sat down beside her, grabbing her arm as she spoke.
“Where have you been these past three years?” Her gaze involuntarily drifted toward Bo Shiyue sitting opposite them. The man’s appearance was simply too striking to ignore.
Mu Qing instinctively straightened her back, trying to conceal her swollen abdomen. She smiled lightly as she looked at Bo Shiyue. “And you are?”